Martial, : the twelve books of Epigrams,.

BOOK ELEVEN

LXV
TO JUSTINUS
TO-DAY your birthday board to grace
You ask a horde of guests to dine.
In other years an honoured placeAnd none disputed it-was mine;
You bid me come to-morrow? Nay,
Let 'friends,' with whom I am not classed,
Observe the feast, but must I pay
With presents for a feast that's past?
* LXVI
TO V14 CERRA
INFORMER, libel-monger, cut-throat, knave,
Pander, to every loathsome vice a slave,
Vacerra, it is marvellous that you
With these resources are a pauper too.
LXVII
TO MARO
NAUGHT will you give me while you live;
You'll leave your wealth to me?
Then if you're sane, it must be plain
What my desire will be.
LXVIII
TO MATHO
THE great refuse you little loans? Then press
For great ones, so refusal shames one less.
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